At these moments, as I write my column, there is not a single snowflake in sight. True, it wasn't supposed to be there yet.
It's only the first day of the week, and the snow, according to the forecasters, is only expected to start at night.
And yet, from our many years of experience in Jerusalem, we already know that snow is something completely unexpected and unforeseeable. We say tomorrow and it surprises us today; we say today and it only arrives tomorrow; we say today and it is a lie and it doesn't come at all; we say it won't come - and it does.
There is something about this snow that is deceptive and fake, which is good for heaven and good for humanity.
It is good for humanity for several significant reasons:
The first: It is convenient for a person to have something to dream about. Dreams are no small matter. For four days before the snow comes, a person dreams of this white-white, argues with his friends whether it will come or not, jumps out of bed every morning to see if it has come early and if it seems likely to appear at all. In short, he has something to wait for and something to think about.
Second: It is good for a person to have someone to complain about. For four days before the snow comes, the person begins to 'curse' the forecasters, cancels plans based on what they say, and grumbles in his heart: "If they are just messing with my brain, I..."'
And when the snow finally doesn't come, he takes out his steam on them and their observations, instead of taking it out on his employees who annoyed him, on his boss who scolded him for nothing again, on his wife and children and his son's tutor. Well, well, what's better than that?
Third: Blessed is the person who always thinks and calculates. If the snow were predictable and known, a person would not have to calculate whether to buy the ten loaves of bread he had planned to buy at the grocery store the day before in honor of the snow, or to postpone their purchase until a later date. It was clear to him that every day he buys the food for that day, as he always does. He would not have to calculate whether to invest twice as much in his work because, according to the forecast, it is supposed to snow in Jerusalem tomorrow.
He wasn't supposed to calculate whether to set off, lest he wouldn't be able to return, or whether to send his children to school lest the snow start falling 12 hours before and they get stuck on the roads.
Even for the sake of heaven, the snow that deceives is good. Indeed, it still leaves something obvious to the narrow-sighted human eye, which thinks that everything is in the hands of man. Behold, despite the many devices, skills, and successes in the field of prediction, when God wants to surprise – no device will stand in His way.
How beautiful to see the confidence with which snow is announced that will pile up, and here it is, barely noticeable, how beautiful to see the confidence with which snow is announced that will barely be felt, and here it is, paralyzing an entire city for three days.
How interesting it is to see the convulsions that the forecasters are in these days, when they have to declare to a conference whether or not snow will come, and they are unable to say anything clear, because what can they do - one must admit, even God has something to say.
And maybe, maybe, those who didn't understand will understand that, in fact, only they have something to say.
Just him? And what about the weather forecast?
We do indeed sometimes succeed in our predictions, but this is only because He, who gives snow like wool, throws down His ice spoons, and who can stand before His cold, has succeeded in our way.